“Now it’s my turn, sweetheart!” Rachel said to me. He got on his knees on the ottoman in front of Rachel, pulled his pants down to reveal his very large erect cock, and pushed it toward her face. She actually seemed really into it, as if it was something she’d wanted for a long time. “What the hell is going on!? She knew I would have been up late the night before with guys, and she knew 9 am was early for me even if not. They’ll save your meat in their freezer for another day, I’m sure.”
Oh god, this all has to be a sick joke. There seemed to be 6 couples, 4 boy-girl couples and 2 girl-girl couples. As Scott and the axe man worked, two of the women took the various cuts of Rachel, seasoned them, and placed them on the grill. “Please, somebody give me one last fuck before I go!”
“Gladly!” Scott said, getting behind her, his cock already hard again.
